A Change Is Coming...

I think I need to change... I want to. I want to be driven. I want to succeed. I need to focus on things that are important to my own success and never lose what I already got inside me. I will change. I need to learn more, just like a sponge. I will succeed. I know I can.

My Fave TV Series: Prison Break

Prison Break is a television series on Fox that premiered on August 29, 2005. The story revolves around an innocent man who was sentenced to death for a crime he did not commit and the lengths that his brother will go to save him. Created and co-executive produced by Paul Scheuring, Prison Break is an Adelstein-Parouse Production in association with 20th Century Fox Television.

Origins
The origins of Prison Break begin in 2003 when the idea was pitched to the Fox Broadcasting Company, but was turned down as Fox felt somewhat nervous about the long-term possibilities of such a television series. It was later considered as a possible 10-part mini series, which allegedly drew interest from big names in the film industry such as Steven Spielberg and Bruce Willis. However, the mini series never materialized. Following the huge popularity of serialized prime-time television series such as Lost and 24, the Fox Network had a change of heart and backed the production in 2004.

Season 1
Lincoln Burrows is accused of the murder of Terrence Steadman, who is the brother of the female Vice President of the United States. With strong evidence supporting the charges of first degree murder and aggravated discharge of a firearm against him, Lincoln is sentenced to death (by electric chair). Despite this, his brother, Michael Scofield is convinced that Lincoln cannot have committed such a crime. Lincoln adamantly insists his innocence and that he was set up.

An armed Michael heads to a local bank where he proceeds to rob the establishment as well as firing several shots whilst bank commuters are shielding themselves on the bank floor. As police squad cars and a helicopter surround the building, Michael surrenders, achieving the first step of his plan -- to be arrested, convicted and sent to the same prison as his brother. Longtime family friend Veronica Donovan acts as Michael's lawyer. Veronica as well as the judge are shocked by Michael's no contest plea. The judge finds Michael guilty of attempted armed robbery and sentences him to five years' imprisonment. Michael requests a jail in a close locality, and is sent to the Fox River State Penitentiary.

As Michael enters the old walls of Fox River, his secret journey to free his brother begins. Michael has spawned a detailed plan to help his brother escape from Fox River. Michael's advantage of inside knowledge stems back to 1999: being a structural engineer, he was involved in a retrofitting of the prison. Still in possession of these plans, he studied them extensively before entering the prison. Michael conjures an elaborate plan and covered himself in tattoos that are a cryptic map of the prison. Once an inmate, time is working against him as he must overcome various obstacles and make the right connections among the inmates and prison staff to be successful in breaking out his brother before it is too late.

Season 2
During season 2, the story will focus on the breakout team as fugitives and will continue to explore the conspiracy that put Lincoln in jail. The show may be renamed to Prison Break: Manhunt.

Main Cast
(Listed in the order as in the main credits)

Dominic Purcell as Lincoln Burrows
Wentworth Miller as Michael Scofield
Robin Tunney as Veronica Donovan
Amaury Nolasco as Fernando Sucre
Marshall Allman as Lincoln 'LJ' Burrows, Jr.
Wade Williams as Captain Brad Bellick
Paul Adelstein as Agent Paul Kellerman
Robert Knepper as Theodore "T-Bag" Bagwell
Rockmond Dunbar as Benjamin Miles "C-Note" Franklin
Sarah Wayne Callies as Dr. Sara Tancredi

Recurring/guest cast
(Listed in alphabetical order)

John Billingsley as Terrence Steadman
Matt DeCaro as C.O. Geary
Michelle Forbes as Agent Samantha Brinker
Lane Garrison as David "Tweener" Apolskis
Frank Grillo as Nick Savrinn
John Heard as Governor Frank Tancredi
Stacy Keach as Warden Henry Pope
Danny McCarthy as Agent Danny Hale
Joseph Nunez as Manche Sanchez
Peter Stormare as John Abruzzi
Holly Valance as Nika Volek
Muse Watson as Charles Westmoreland
Silas Weir Mitchell as Charles "Haywire" Patoshik
Patricia Wettig as Caroline Reynolds

Ratings
Fox backed Prison Break with a large advertising campaign. The show debuted on August 29, 2005, to an estimated audience of 10.5 million viewers. Fox has not seen such success for summertime Monday numbers since Melrose Place and Ally McBeal aired in September of 1998. The two-hour premiere was credited as two episodes by the network. The premiere was the seventh most watched show in America that week according to Nielsen Research. The show has regularly attracted an average audience of 10 million viewers each week and led the debuts of television in the 2005 American fall season. Prison Break was originally planned for a 13-episode run, but was extended to include an extra nine episodes due to its popularity. In the United States, the first 13 episodes ran from August to November 2005, with the remaining nine airing from March to May 2006.

Following a big advertising campaign on Australian network Seven, which hyped the success the show found in North America, Prison Break aired on February 1, 2006, the first episode having an average audience of 1.94 million as well as making its peak with 2.09 million viewers. The hype of the show was later complemented with encore screenings in the second week, before being set into a concrete time of 8:30pm on Wednesday nights.

Awards

Wins
2006 People's Choice Award
Favorite New TV Drama

Nominations
2006 Golden Globe Award
Best Drama Television Series
Best Performance by an Actor in a Drama Television Series - Wentworth Miller
2006 Eddie Award
Best Edited One-Hour Series for Commercial Television - Mark Helfrich (for the pilot episode)
2006 Saturn Award
Best Actor on Television - Wentworth Miller
Best Network Television Series

Trivia
Thirteen episodes had originally been ordered but due to the success of the show, Fox extended it to a full season.
Actor Stacy Keach (Warden Henry Pope) was himself incarcerated for several months in a British prison for drug offenses in the 1980s. The Warden of that prison would serve as the basis for Warden Pope. [9]
Many scenes are filmed in serial killer John Wayne Gacy's old cell [10]
The electric chair is not used as a primary instrument of execution in the State of Illinois where the series is set. Originally the method of execution scripted was via lethal injection and Lincoln's death. However for shock value this was changed.
Illinois currently has a moratorium on the death penalty.

Taglines
Escape is Just the Beginning.
Most Men would do anything to get out of Prison... But Michael Scofield would do anything he can to get in.
Break In. Break Out. Save Your Brother's Life.
Your brother is innocent, but you are not.

Jeepney 101

You are NOT Filipino if you've never ridden a jeepney during the rainy season. Nine people squeezed into a horizontal plank, all holding dripping wet umbrellas and bags, is NOT a good way to start your day, but that's as Pinoy as you can get. Oxygen was never meant to enter a jeepney, and I believe it was built to elude the concept of "personal space". In fact, riding a jeepney on a very rainy and bad day is equivalent to group rape. With a participation fee of 7 pesos and 50 cents. And a driver.


To pay my homage to the jeepney, here are some of the Written and Unwritten Rules about riding the Most Dreaded Transportation On Earth:



1. The best seats in the jeepney are the front seats. Just be sure to move your legs away from the stick shift (cambio in Filipino), especially if the driver’s a maniac.



2. The second best seats in the jeepney are the seats closest to the door (or should I say ‘hole’, since it isn’t a really a door). This may also be known as the WORST seat, though, as the sabits (or the guys who hang onto the door when there are no seats available) decide to stick the crooks of their arms into your face. Breeeathe, sugar, breeeathe.



3. There are a number of ways to stop a jeepney, and they are


(a) shouting “PARA HO!!!” at the top of your lungs and praying to the saints in heaven that the driver will hear you before continuing, clueless of your desire to get off, all the way to Antipolo;
(b) knocking your knuckles against the aluminum jeepney roof, although this is considered unflattering;
(c) pulling on a string that stretches from the middle of the jeep roof all the way to the driver.



Letter (c) is funny though, since you’ll never know what you’re going to get – most of the time it’s a corny tune like Baa Baa Black Sheep, or a buzz similar to that of an electric chair. Sometimes though, it’s soundless and the jeepney miraculously stops, making me wonder where exactly that string is connected. Eew.



4. You are required to pass along the fare of fellow passengers if you are within arm’s length. I’ve seen fare being passed along by a total of five people before reaching the driver. It was a very long jeepney, I believe they were two jeepney bodies molded into one.



5. However, if you are in a foul mood as I usually am, you can refuse to pass along someone’s fare by turning your head to the window and/or by pretending to fall asleep, and/or scowling very menacingly and glaring till the person passes the fare to someone else. Don't expect to win popularity votes, though.



6. A jeepney usually takes 9 people to fit in one row. Obviously, the person who measured the seat’s length believed that all passengers possessed the body size of Gwenyth Paltrow or Twiggy, effectively eliminating the more heavy-set passengers from their magnificent calculations. Therefore, there is a 97% chance that one passenger in the jeepney will be sitting half-a-butt on the seat. If you are unfortunate enough to be the Phantom Passenger (as I affectionately peg it), good luck, and be sure to dig those heels deep into the floor!



7. All jeepney drivers went to the School for Bad Musical Taste. Musical selections range from slow rock (Michael Learns to Rock to Bon Jovi), to Pinoy Rap (including S2upid Love et al), to sentimental crap you wish you never heard again (A-ya-yay Pag-Ibig, et al), to horrifying disco beats. All are played at maximum volume. Of course, maximum volume! You wouldn’t graduate from School for Bad Musical Taste without learning the importance of maximum volume.



8. All jeepney drivers passed the Are You Cheesy Enough School of Interior Decoration. Magna cum laudes are not difficult to spot – they are the ones that have decorated their jeepneys with disco balls that actually work, speakers under the seats, and black lights that make everyone’s teeth glow green.



9. It is surprising how, given the conditions, jeepney passengers are able to unwittingly avoid eye contact. It is also surprising the number of jeepney passengers who insist on making eye contact. To choose the lesser evil, please do not maintain eye contact. It is considered rude.



10. It is also considered rude to read your neighbor’s cellphone, or reading someone’s received sms message, in the jeepney.



11. Jeepney drivers will most likely start the motor while you are still getting off the jeepney. Lithe bodies are required to get off. Only after having walked three steps away from the jeepney will you be assured that you are, finally, safe.



12. Some people pull the jeepney trick of not paying. Have you ever done this? (Don’t act so innocent) This is done by sitting very quietly at the end of the jeepney, and getting down as quietly as possible at a popular stop, where most people go down. Do not draw attention to yourself, look as if you’ve paid the fare. Very silently. Like the snake you are.



13. Jeepney drivers can be classified into the following categories:



(a) The ones that do not care about you - they start driving before you get into your seat/before you get off the jeepney.
(b) The ones that care too much - they make small talk and repeat, cheerfully, over and over to levels of irritation, that there are 3 more seats available. They also address female passengers as "Miss Beautiful"; for example: "There's one more seat on the right, scoot over, let Miss Beautiful have a seat, there ya go Miss Beautiful."
(c) The ones that are deaf - No matter how many times you shout, plead, pull on the string, they will drop you off half a mile from your stop, unapologetically might I add.


If it sounds like I detest riding jeepneys or that riding them are like walking towards death with open eyes, I don't mean it that way. I've had fantastic jeepney rides, bouncing across a crowded jeepney on a dirt road to the Underground River, having a whole jeepney to myself during Holy Friday. The worst jeepney rides and conditions take place in Manila, but hell, it's the only reliable mode of transport we have, and since I've survived every single ride I've taken, that doesn't give much reason to stop riding them now.

And next time I'll write about buses.

Feeling Complicated...

I'm really having a hard time now... I'm really confused on what I should do... This is going to be another big step for me and I feel like I'm going to crumble if I don't make the right decision... Must THINK!!!

I Just Had To Share This Blog....

Check this cool blog I found... This person really puts alot of hard work diggin into articles & pics like this... http://dlisted.blogspot.com/2006_03_12_dlisted_archive.html Peace Out!

Bummer...

Point Blank is already out of business since the owners are migrating abroad and so they had to close last Sunday. So me and my friends have no place to hang out and chill when there's nothing to do now, and I still have 2 1/2 hours remaining credits! Damnit! Hahaha! Oh well... I wish them well. Where to hang out next? I dunno yet...

Scary Moment At My House

My grandmother from my mother side who took care of me when I was a kid recently died at the age of 95 in her house in Taal, Batangas. So tommorow I'll be going with my dad for the final burial of my grandma. Just a few hours before my aunty Lolit called me to tell me that my grandma just died, I woke up and smelled something very common, like the scent of my grandmother and the sound of her metal cane behind my room's door. I heard sound of a dragging cane, and then I heard a voice saying "Buksan mo ang pinto" in a slow and old voice of a lady. Then my door slowly opened just a bit. I don't know what got into me but I opened the door wide open and said "sino yan?" but no one was there. I was all alone at my house that day because my dad left around 5 A.M. to go to Taal to be with my mom. So when I saw no one was there, I got my shorts and ran out of the house to the front. My grandma stayed at our house a month and a half before she was taken back to her house in Taal. At our house, it’s where my grandma's condition worsened day by day. Every day, the meds and other stuff she took, it didn't work and she slowly lost her faith that she will get better. That was my first encounter with something close to a ghost. I miss my grandma and it's really sad I wasn't there on her last days. I just hope my grandma is in a better place right now.

LSS of 2K5

THE year 2005 went out with more than just the bang of firecrackers. It also left our ears ringing with indelible favorites, unshakable irritants and unforgettable moments. For better or for worse, we’ve got LSS—Last Song Syndrome.

No one could forget these songs: “You’ll Be Safe Here” by Rivermaya, “Same Ground” by Kitchie Nadal, “Akap” by Imago, “Hallelujah” by Bamboo, “Pinoy Ako” by Orange and Lemons and “Nasaan Ka?” by Pupil. With these tunes we remember 2005.

And man, were these songs ubiquitous! It didn’t matter what radio station you listened to—from Love Radio to NU—they all played Pinoy rock music.

With the notable exception of South Border who excelled in songwriting, most rhythm ’n’ blues, acoustic and show bands peddled remakes and covers. Though MYMP (Make Your Momma Proud) produced top-selling albums, they—like Nina, Kyla and Jimmy Bondoc—had few original compositions. Rockers on the other hand, with their DIY (do it yourself) attitude, wrote what we remember most of the year.

It was the Third Golden Age of Pinoy Rock. While the First Age of Pinoy Rock was embodied by the Juan de la Cruz Band and the second personified by the Eraserheads, the third is spearheaded not by one but by many—boding well for its longevity.

With the ever-diminishing cost of digital recording and mastering, more musicians released independent albums than before. From Twisted Halo to Cynthia Alexander, musicians produced albums on their own terms.

Toti Dalmacion’s Terno Records displayed the Midas touch for picking winners from the underground. From his stable of talents came chart-topping and up-and-coming acts: Orange and Lemons, Radioactive Sago Project, Up dharma Down, Giniling Festival, Drip and Juan Pablo Dream to name a few. But despite the rise of the independent music movement, the marketing muscle of big record labels was more than ever relied upon for distribution, promotions and airplay.

No longer was rock confined to counter culture or averse to fame; even underground bands displayed greater theatricality—from the themed costumes of the Itchy Worms and Orange and Lemons to the glam rock poses by Sandwich and Kjwan—and a greater willingness to work with commercial broadcast interests such as performances with celebrities on noontime variety shows and pop awards by the likes of Sugarfree and Rivermaya.

But perhaps indicative of the pressure and the desire to garner commercial success was a pattern of alleged plagiarism: that “Pinoy Ako” by the band Orange and Lemons resembled “Chandelier” by The Care; that “Stay” by Cueshé resembled “The Greatest View” by Silverchair; and that “Leaving You” by Session Road resembled “Garmonbozia” by Superdrag.

Nonetheless, the year produced its crop of hits and trends.

Trip-hop—that tricked-out mix of atmospheric techno beats, 1960s film noir narrative themes and bluesy lounge vocals that’s been around for a decade—began penetrating the mainstream in 2005. Drip, Up dharma Down and Daydream Cycle turned heads and made fans of all those who caught their electrifying yet soulful performances.

Rap and hip-hop combined with jazz and soul to produce the best crossover music of the year. Both homeys and punks grooved to the Sun Valley Crew, Makopa, POT, Loquy and Third World Project with Meagan Aguilar as they dished out bluesy funk. Radioactive Sago Project continued to play their brand of spoken word/rap/punk/jazz mutation. For their part, South Border infused more rhythm ’n’ blues vibe into their soulful ballads.

Jazz aficionados had a banner year as Mishka Adams’ God Bless the Child garnered the Awit Award Album of the Year, proving that the blues is alive and kicking for her generation. Kate Toralba and Isha (Pearlsha Abubakar) both remade grunge and new wave anthems such as “Boys Don’t Cry” by The Cure, “Black Hole Sun” by Sound Garden, and “Cherish” by Madonna as absolutely diggable jazz piano masterpieces. Ria Osorio, session keyboard to the best jazz bands, also began making a name for her self in 2005 with headline performances. The all-star jazz bands Affinity and WDOUJI (Witch Doctors of Underground Jazz Improvisation) provided purists with their dosage of bebop and downbeat.

Mod, new wave and disco-punk all came back with a vengeance as Juan Pablo Dream, Orange and Lemons and Pedicab led each genre’s revival respectively. All three gained airplay and spawned numerous wannabe acts hot on their heels.

Cebu continued to produce both chart-toppers and indie favorites with bands like Junior Kilat, Cueshé, Urban Dub and Sheila and the Insects leading the way. While Urban Dub and Cueshé did well with their English songs, Junior Kilat put their Cebuano language to good use to produce authentic dancehall, dub and reggae music.

Female fronted rock bands came out on top as Imago, Paramita, Drip, Up dharma Down, Makopa and Kitchie Nadal took top slots in countdowns. Cynthia Alexander and Bayang Barrios produced must-have albums.

Gwapo [pretty-boy] rock, though much derided by no-nonsense punks and slackers, made an impact this year as both Hale and Cueshé toured together to thrill teenyboppers around the country.

For sure, it was the year of Bamboo. Their sophomore album Light, Peace and Love was a multiplatinum success that equaled their debut effort As the Music Plays. They fearlessly evolved their music into a funkier, jazzier and more soulful kind of rock.

The industry lost one of its most promising talent as Wilfrid “Wolfmann” Hernandez—the man responsible for those tricked out mixes for Imago, Sandwich and Drip who also independently released his own album Diner—passed away after suffering from aneurysm. The man was just 28.

Cynthia Alexander, Myrene Academia, Bayang Barrios, The Dawn, Karl Roy, Dong Abay, Francis M, Pepe Smith, Wally Gonzalez, Noel Cabangon, Joey Ayala, Asin and a slew of other veteran rockers, kept kicking ass with their gigs and their collaborations. Acclaimed by today’s musicians as primary influences, the likes of Ayala now teach this generation about durability and productivity.

But of all the Pinoy rock legends, it was members of much-bereaved Eraserheads that came out swinging and landing knockout albums for 2005. Marcus Adoro took music to the edge with his avant garde projects Kamon Kamon and Surfer Nando. In Loving Memory of the Fearless Exploits of the Bolo Brigade by Twisted Halo—for which Buddy Zabala plays bass—was one of the best recent independent albums. Raymund Marasigan was prolific as ever as he sang vocals for Sandwich and played keyboards for Pedicab. Both Zabala and Marasigan also produced albums, notably Sugarfree’s Dramachine. Ely Buendia made a spectacular come back with his new band Pupil with the album Beautiful Machines.

The year ended with the tribute album to the Eraserheads, Ultraelectromagneticjam. The likes of Paolo Santos, MYMP, South Border, Cueshé, Isha, Brownman Revival, Kitchie Nadal, Sugarfree, Daydream Cycle and Radioactive Sago Project crafted surprisingly likable and heartfelt renditions of the E-heads’ most beloved hits. Buendia noted, “When we did the songs we were a wannabe reggae band for this song, a wannabe rap band for that song. We finally got real reggae bands, real rappers to do them.”

We remember the year 2005 with old songs made new again, with new songs never to grow old, and old and new rockers jamming away. It’s a cool kind of LSS.

Urbandub, Up Dharma Down, Paramita & Bitter Pill at San Mig ATC!

Me and my friends went to San Mig ATC last Saturday, March 18 to watch these 4 amazing groups play, especially Up Dharma Down (Which I have a picture with their vocalist/keyboards Armi Millare and also Paramita's drummer/vocalist wonder Ria Bautista) that brought the house down as well as Urbandub. Entrance was P300 but we couldn't care less as it was well worth the price with 3 free drinks! Cheers to Pinoy Rock!

P.G. Trip With The Agana Boys

Ok so here’s more about the Agana Boys trip to Puerto Galera… Me, Jam and Monching went together first at around 6:30 A.M. and left for Galera. We arrived around 11 A.M. I think and we freshened up in our room in White Beach Resort then went to have lunch. After lunch, we went back to our room and Jam went to take a long ass sleep and me and Monching went drinking outside and just relax for a bit while waiting for Ralph, Mark, Jayvee and John Paul to arrive. The left BF Homes around 11 A.M. And so after we drank we went back to the room around 4 P.M. to wake up Jam and around 30 minutes after the boys arrive minus Mark since he went home first to his house near our place. We went smimming around 5 P.M. when Mark arrived and damn, was that water really cold or what?!?! Brain freeze! Anyway after that we all took a bath and got ready to have dinner by the beach front and boy was service really poor! It took like forever for our food to arrive and when it did, it was lacking and we got the wrong orders. But at least we all got full. We then went roaming around first to spot a nice place to drink and went to Brux’s bar first to have a few drinks. Then we went back near our place and bought some hard drinks and drank at the… Police station… Tada! Haha! Boy was that a trip! We all had fun that night and we all got really drunk. I think the first ones to bed were Jayvee, John Paul and Monching. Ralph went roaming around by himself and me, Jam and Mark were all left at the beach front to drink until 5 A.M. and we crawled our way back to our place really wasted! Man, when I woke up around 9 A.M. everyone was like still drunk and I still had a major hangover resulting in a big time headache! We all went to have tapsilog for breakfast and I went back to sleep and the others played with the cam and took crazy ass pics! I woke up again around 1:30 P.M. and then we all went for one last swim until 3 P.M. then we just got ready and ate at the same place to eat tapsilog again. Oh and by the way, we owe the resort P500 I think, but we didn’t pay for it! Oh well! Thanks anyway! Haha! We all went home tired but still laughing our asses off in the shuttle going home because of the “Mark Meets Gay” thing that happened last night and that was the laugh trip during the whole trip that we had! I had a lot of fun there and I’d do it over and over again if only I had more money. We could have extended until Monday but we were all flat broke already! Oh well, there’s always holy week! Until next time! Peace Out!

Fave Artist of The Month: Up Dharma Down

The band got the name from the word Dharma, meaning the laws of life. In whatever case, it is a law that connects everything in existence no matter how diverse they are. This is how the band explains their music, having rather dissimilar musical influences that results into a dynamic sound that still meets halfway as it appeals to a certain group of listeners almost everywhere.

The four combine their love for Rock, Neo-soul, Acid Jazz and Electronic music ranging from Jill Scott, Robert Plant, Janis Joplin, Elton John, Stevie Wonder, The Doors, The Cure, Incognito, Spyro Gyra, Zero 7 , Photek, Portishead and even John Williams to name only a few of the band's list of musical heroes and geniuses.

Being members of different groups for some time they say, their preferences have been very much compromised since only having an either-or-approach on bands would be acceptable to a lot of people. When they have finally decided on taking separate ways from their now-defunct groups, they've made a subconscious merge of a tangled-up, smacked-down groove not anyone has been able to give a name yet since Fusion as a collective genre came out.

Up Dharma Down is:
Armi Millare [keyboards, vocals, rhythm guitars]
Carlos Tanada [lead guitars]
Ean Mayor [drums, human turntables]
Paul Yap [bass]

This particular song, "Oo" is now currently stuck in my head. No reason at all to relate to me. Maybe in my past life or just the bossa sound of it sounds pretty tantalizing to my ears.

here's the Lyrics, I know, I know... some people can relate on it... as in sapul, I got a couple of people pissed out with this song... (Ahem, Ahem!)

Di mo lang alam... naiisip kita
Baka sakali lang maisip mo ako...
Di mo lang alam... hanggang sa gabi
Inaasam makita kang muli

Nagtapos ang lahat sa di inaasahang
Panahon at ngayon... ako'y iyong iniwan...
luhaang sugatan di mapakinabangang
sanay nagtanong ka lang kung di mo lang alam...
sanay nagtanong ka lang kung di mo lang alam...

Ako'y iyong nasaktan... baka sakali lang maisip mo namang...
Hindi mo lang alam... kay tagal nang panahon..
Ako'y nandirito pa rin hanggang ngayon para sayo...

Lumipas mga araw na ubod ng saya...
Di pa rin nagbabago ang aking pag sinta...
Kung ako'y nagkasala, patawad na sana...
Puso kong pagal ng ngayon lang nag mahal...

Di mo lang alam ako'y iyong nasaktan
Na baka sakali lang maisip mo namang
Puro sya na lang... at sana'y ako naman!
Di mo lang alam ika'y minamasdan...
Sana'y iyong mamalayang hinde mo lang pala alam....

Di mo lang alam...

Kahit na tayo'y magkaibigan lang...
Bumabalik ang lahat sa tuwing nagkukulitan...
Baka sakali lang maisip mo namang...
Ako'y nandito lang hindi mo lang alam...

Matalino ka naman...

Kung ikaw... at ako ay tunay na bigo...
Sa laro na ito... ay dapat bang sumuko...
Sana'y di ka na lang pala aking nakilala
Kung alam mo lang ako'y iyong masasaktan ng ganito...
Sana'y nakinig na lang ako sa nanay ko...

Di mo lang alam akoy iyong nasaktan...
Na baka sakali lang maisip mo namang
Puro sya nalang... at sana'y ako naman...
isang kindat man lang...
Di mo lang alam ika'y minamasdan
Sana'y iyong mamalayang hindi mo lang pala alam...

ohh ohh ohh...

Malas mo... ikaw ang natipuhan ko...

di mo lang alam akoy iyong nasaktan...

For All Those

for all those who hurt me - i raise my middle finger to you

for all those who did not believe in me - look at me now

for all those who cursed me behind my back - fuck you too

for all those who left me & never returned - till i meet you again

for all those who have forgotten - this is your chance to remember

for all those who betrayed me - watch your backs

for all those who wished me bad luck - good luck to you

for all those who 'loved' me - thanks for the ride

for all those who did not condole with me - i will pray for you

for all those that made it hard - may the road ahead be less bumpy

for all those who made life complicated - i will see you soon

for all those who thought little of me - think twice

for all those who made me feel bad - bless you

for all those who made me doubt my abilities - may you look at yourself differently tomorrow

for all those who made things impossible for me - watch me do my stuff

for all those people who crossed my mind while im writing this - i take my hats off to you.

Safe and Sound

I just got back home around 10 P.M. from my Puerto Galera trip with the Agana boys. So tired and sleepy right now, so I'm off to bed now. Be posting about the Puerto Galera trip tomorrow! It was really fun! Later...

Wahoo!!!

Me and the Agana boys are going to Puerto Galera later! We're leaving around 6 A.M. and we should be there by 10 A.M. Hopefully everything turns out well! We don't know yet if were going to be there until Monday or just Sunday late afternoon, it will all depend on Jam if we can "force" him to stay until Monday! I'm sure whatever the plan is, as long as were all together, it's all good!

Excitement & Other Mixed Emotions

I'm excited to go to Puerto Galera this Friday with my friends, but I am still unsure if we will be going this Friday or Saturday, as my friend Ralph is quite unsure about Friday because all of a sudden, his mom needs him to go with her to Cavite and we don't know if he'll be back in time for our trip on Friday. If he can't come on Friday then we might have to reschedule everything on Saturday instead wherein Jam and John Paul are set to go with us until Monday, hopefully. Mark will also be with us on this beach trip as he will play host to his house in Puerto Galera on Monday. Well I just hope everything turns out well... If i don't make a blog by tomorrow, that means me, Monching and Ralph are cruising our way to the beach by then! If not, then it's a Saturday morning trip then! *Keeping my fingers crossed*

A Change Is About To Begin

I've had it with myself. With all the bad habits I inhabited since coming back home from the states, and I just know where to start. It will be lights out for me by 12 MN. Whatever it is I’m doing at that time, I’ll just continue tomorrow. Sleeping early helps me wake up earlier and do more stuff. I am also lessening my time now on the computer. Also, I will stop that vice I have currently, which is the primary reason I am getting depressed for the past few days. It’s time for me to take charge of myself and not let the bad vibes surrounding me take over me. I know I can do it, I have done it before and I know it is for the best. I will never live the same day twice anymore. Faith…

Just A Small Thought

I could not sleep, so I woke up around 3 A.M. with a simple thought I just want to share most especially to men like me. Life is too short and I don’t want to live the same day twice anymore. If a certain thing will make you happy, then do it, and now is the time. I don’t care what others will say nor comment about my venture. It is what I believe in to which I need to consider. Now, I don’t want to die wondering "what if", not again. I hate people who waste their lives from drugs and other stuff that only degrades them. What you think makes you feel good for that short period of time is also what will kill you tomorrow. I hate the fact that it is their chosen means of happiness. It may be right to them but not for their lives and it will eventually end them sooner than they think.

Also, I’ve thought that there’s no such thing as a perfect partner and I think that one's imperfection is the THRILL we love. I mean, what if there is really no “The One” for us out there? What if the one that you have right now isn’t really the one you will be spending the rest of your life with? Sucks huh? Well, one must not look for someone who is externally attractive for the very reason that that very person’s appearance is surely going to fade in due time. What men should actually be looking for in a woman is someone who can stimulate not your physicality but rather your mind and soul. Someone that nourishes your mind and makes you all eyes and ears when she speaks out her mind, and not just her mumblings and sweet nothings. Those stuff would eventually disappear, but a woman’s intellect is what makes us men go down on our knees and listen. Admit it or not, we men are like beggars. We go around and we ask for a little something from different women, we chase them and we kind of annoy them, but once they say the dreaded “Break Up” word, everything just stops and all of a sudden, that asshole of a guy that you were to that person, Poof! Gone! We become dogs right there and then. We go out and we look for love, when in fact what were actually looking for is more trouble. We tend to beg in the wrong place at the right time. But hey sometimes it works, but when it doesn’t, we throw what we have just like. Kapeesh. I know this may sound like crap to you, but if you read between the lines, it really isn’t. I know what I’m saying and I know it is real. It happens to most of us. So love the one you have right now and cherish them, give them the love that they are really do, after all, I’m sure they have made a big difference in your life. So give something back to them to show your appreciation and the same love you showed them when you were in the getting to know stage or something like that. I know I will.

That’s it and I hope you have learned something from my simple views in life. Now, I’ll try to go back to sleep again and hopefully clear my head.

Puerto Paradise (My Mini Getaway)

Ok, so now on to more of my Puerto Galera Trip. As most of you guys know, I went solo on this trip. It would have been more fun if I was with friends, but with all the beach fun, kebabing my heart out, drinks and good time I had there, I think I’d pass on the sharing part on this trip. So here it is, my 3 days in the nearest paradise close to home for me.

2 / 24 / 2006

So anyway, I arrived in Puerto Galera after a 2 ½ hour trip from Manila, extended to 3 because of a flat tire I encountered, then a supposedly 2 P.M. ferry trip that turned out to be a 2:45 P.M. trip just made the anxiousness to get to my little getaway much more “thrilling”. Ferry boat ride was ok. No stops whatsoever, unlike my previous trips where we had to stop because of large incoming waves. I arrived at White Beach at around 4 P.M. and went straight to grab myself a bottle of San Mig Light to freshen up a bit before I got into my room which I had reserved. I unpacked my stuff and laid on the bed and told myself subconsciously that I would take a short nap of around 30 minutes before I go swimming and roaming around. Apparently, that 1 bottle felt like a sleeping pill, which got me waking up at around 8 P.M.! So there, missed a lot of time already right there and then. So I went out and had myself a good full meal of 2 beef kebabs, 1 charbroiled squid, 1 large mango shake and 3 orders of garlic rice. After that meal that almost got me crawling, I decided to take a long walk on the beach front for a while and just look around on what’s new in this place since I last visited. I was looking around in one shop where the sell the cool shirts and stuff when someone not far away shouted towards me saying, “Dodong! Dodong!” Dude, if someone calls me with that name, it just means it’s most likely a close relative from my mother’s clan, it was my crazy but cool cousin David who was with some of his band mates and girlfriend on their last day (thank goodness) in Puerto Galera. I had a few drinks with them before we decided to call it a night. Back to my room where there was peace and quiet, I decided to get my journal and continue writing on my book. I collected some scraps and thoughts from some previous interviews I had with a few friends and past relationships that I had. I was onto my work for about 45 minutes when I heard some squeaking and some moaning sounds on the other side of my room. Imagine how a sound could travel through a wall 4-6 inches thick and annoy you in the middle of the night. Pretty intense session they had there. They were really making these irritating noises which prompted me to bang back against the wall and shouted “QUIET PLEASE!” Good thing they cooperated and let me continue what I was doing until I fell asleep watching Discovery channel or else it could have been a different case altogether.

2 / 25 / 2006

My phone alarm went off at 8 A.M. and made the morning crankiness growl out of me again. But to whom I would spread my crankiness to, was the question. Then It came to my head today, I was alone until tomorrow. So I had a good solid breakfast and after that I went for a nice morning jog from one end of the beach to the other side twice. After that I took a bath and watched the news on TV and saw that the country was in chaos again. This is just one of the reasons why now I don’t really like watching the news anymore. Same old, same old crap. But anyway, politics is not my cup of coffee so let’s not get into that. So I went around the beach front to stroll on the stores and bars, going where my feel would land me. It was just 1:30 P.M. and the sun was mightily staying put for a while so I was strolling under the shades of tree and houses when I heard some very familiar laughs from 2 girls that I knew of. And yes, I was indeed right, I never forgot about those laughs from my former office mates Kathy and Mitch. The married moms are on the prowl again with 3 of my other office mates with their names I would not disclose because of their own requests not to let their husbands know they are out on a vacation instead of taking care of the babies! Don’t worry *****, I won’t tell your husband Rico that you left the 2 kids with him without telling him where the diapers are. So after a few drinks with my “Thundercat” friends (young married people with kids), I went to Brux’s bar and got myself 1 Kamikaze, ok not 1 but two of those and continued to write on my journal despite the gay bartenders of Brux’s all talking to me at the same time trying to get my attention. Oh well, at least I had a deal with them that my next drinks with them are all going to be free as long as I stay at the bar for at least an hour. I also got to meet someone there who used to work for my late uncle at Shell Pilipinas and found out more about his suicidal death. After that I went swimming and just when I was about to enjoy the freezing cold water for 30 minutes, it rains. So back to my bat cave again I go. After taking a bath, I felt the slightest feeling that I was about to get sick, but I don’t resorting to any sort of pain relievers and I just had to bear with it until its gone. So, I had dinner with my “Thundercat” friends and asked them a lot of questions on how is it being single moms, married moms at the age of 23, 24, 26 and 27. How is it dealing with their husbands and stuff like those. I found out that it will always be a mixture of hardships and problems, but of course, there will always be rainbows and priceless happy moments for them as a family. One said to me that once you get over that 7 year hump in marriage, it is all good. Hopefully I could get over that hump once I am married. After eating and drinking with my friends, I decided to listen to some live Reggae music in one of the places there. The band was good, although I forgot to get the band’s name. Unfortunately, one of their friends decided to crash and sing a very out of tune OPM song that was enough for me to go back to my room and call it a night. But my body really ached that night and so I decided to get a massage, and since the masseuse is not allowed in the rooms, I had to go to the hotel’s massage room to get one. After 30 minutes, it was off to never never land for me. Zzzzzzzz…

2 / 26 / 2006

Last day in Puerto Galera and I got up a bit earlier, around 7 A.M. since my ticket shows that the ferry boat leaves at 10 A.M. So I got one last dip at the beach for a while and took a shower, got all my things ready to go. I had breakfast at around 9:30 A.M. and after that, decided to go for some last minute shopping for some clothes and other stuff as well just in time for me to get to the ferry boat and wave bye bye to my 3 days in Puerto Galera. I got home at around 3 P.M. to take a rest and check on my stuff. And if you thought my day would be ending there, 6 P.M. I was in Djakarta Park playing basketball until 10 P.M. like as if I didn’t go so far to be alone on my beach trip. I’m pretty sure I will be back there by March. Until I see you again, I’ll be daydreaming of Puerto paradise. Peace Out!

Back Home From Puerto Galera

I just got back from my 3 days Puerto Galera trip by myself "technically". I'm so tired and sleepy now, but I'll post more stuff tomorrow when I get into the mood to write about it. It was nice going back o Puerto Galera again, after almost 3 years I think. I’ll be back there soon for sure! More tomorrow…

A Giant Snore

NBA All-Star Game and 'events' have become a joke

Was the NBA All-Star Game on this year? I must have missed it. Maybe it was because there was just too much great television to watch instead of the NBA's mid-winter classic. Like reruns of 30 Minute Meals with Rachael Ray on the Food Network or that show on Telemundo where the guy dresses up in a bumblebee costume.

For years the NBA All-Star Game has been completely irrelevant. Long ago, fans began tuning out the league's best players playing bad basketball. For too long the stars have embraced an all-offense and no-defense approach, and this is one of the many reasons it has become unwatchable.

If you disagree with me, then explain why the All-Star Game was shown on TNT, sandwiched between Steven Seagal movies. It's because it stinks. The "events" that lead up to the game stink too. The slam dunk contest is a perennial snore. Even when it is won by New York Knicks rookie Nate Robinson, who at 5-foot-9 is barely tall enough to ride the log flume at your local amusement park.

Apparently there was some controversy in giving the dunk trophy to Lil' Nate. Not because he can fit inside it, but because he didn't deserve it. Mr. Robinson took something like 13 tries to master his dunk. Which may have been the highlight of his career, but hopefully the lowlight of Spud Webb's. Robinson jumped over the top of Webb's head and flushed a tomahawk to get a perfect score of 50 from the judges. At 5-9, the pressure was certainly on Robinson to make the dunk, but what about poor Spud? A sideshow when he played before empty house after empty house in Atlanta, now he's been demoted to the role of spectator with the worst view in the house as Robinson barely cleared his package over Spud en route to the hoop. What if Robinson didn't make it? Yikes!

Why do we celebrate a dunk contest, anyway? Aren't these players paid to make dunks? Isn't the slam dunk contest akin to the NHL having an "open net" contest? I would much rather watch a three-point shootout, and I am sure Spud Webb would also.

After all the concerts and uncontested three-pointers and dunks, the actual "game" was played. What a thrill this must have been to the fans who slapped down hundreds of dollars of hard-earned money to watch Kevin Garnett shoot 1-for-9 and the West and East shoot (with no defense) a whopping 46 and 50 percent, respectively. Where else but in a completely insignificant game can a fan watch Shaquille O'Neal only miss two free throws? On TNT, that's where!

Only on TNT, shortly after the third showing of Joe Dirt, could a true fan watch men run around in uniforms that looked like something a Latvian immigrant would wear to Sky Bar. Did you get a load of those uniforms? I thought David Stern instituted a dress code this year. It's funny to think that to sit on the bench you must be dressed "business casual," but to play in the All-Star Game you could look like a clown climbing out of a tiny car.

The NBA needs to spend less time putting together rap concerts at halftime and more time putting together a great game. Maybe the league needs to follow in the footsteps of Major League Baseball and give home court advantage in the NBA Finals to the winning conference. Maybe then the players would guard someone. Maybe then the dunk contest and three-point shootouts would return to what they were intended to be -- entertaining events that precede a basketball classic.

Now what we are forced to watch is something very different. Each year we have to sit through somewhat entertaining events that lead up to a basketball snore. If the league continues to endorse the shoot-first, -second and -third version of the All-Star Game, it will be lucky to have TNT as its network. Maybe next year the All-Star Game could be on Telemundo right after that guy in the bumblebee suit. At least his outfit might prepare us for the uniforms the players will be wearing.

Hooked Up...

It is confirmed, I am completely hooked up to playing this certain computer game right now. It’s called "Pangya". It’s a golf game you play online with other Pinoys as well. I am not a golf fanatic, but I just got hooked playing this game (damn you Pointblank People! Kiddin...) and now I can't stand a day without playing this game! Argh! If you wanna check it out, go to this site, www.pangya.com.ph and see for yourself. You have to download the game first to be able to play it. There is also a Hole-In-1 Challenge that they have that if you get, well, a Hole-In-1 Shot; you win prize money at around P50, 000-P100, 000 instantly. Best of all, this game is free to play, unlike other online games. But you have to purchase cards to be able to buy upgrades for your character. Oh, enough talking here. Gotta practice more on my chip-ins now. Work has to take a back seat for now, I'm hooked... Peace out!

To All My Friends

TO ALL MY FRIENDS WHO ARE SINGLE:

Love is like a butterfly, the more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you just let it fly, it will come to you when you least expect it.

TO ALL MY FRIENDS WHO ARE NOT SINGLE:

Love isn't about becoming somebody else's perfect person; it's really about finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be.

TO MY FRIENDS WHO ARE THE TRUE PLAYERS OUT THERE:

Never say "I LOVE YOU" if you don't care, never talk about feeling if they aren't really there. Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart. Never say you will if you don't plan to start. Never look in the eye when all you do is lie.

TO MY FRIENDS WHO ARE AFRAID TO CONFESS:

Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you. But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel right now.

TO MY FRIENDS WHO ARE STILL HOLDING ON:

A sad thing about life is when you meet someone and fall in love only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and that you have wasted years on someone who wasn't worth it. I'm telling you now, if he or she isn't worth it now, he or she is not going to be worth it in a year or even 10 years from now. LET GO!

TO ALL MY REAL FRIENDS:

My wish for you is a man/woman (or whatever your preference is) whose love is honest, strong but forgiving, mature, never changing but growing, uplifting, protective, encouraging, understanding, rewarding and unselfish! As long as we have memories, yesterday remains. As long as we have each other, each day is not, and will never be a waste. Cheers!

Happy Hearts Day Is Coming Up

Tomorrow will be Valentine's Day once again and I will be with Shal for a second Valentine's date. This would be my 7th February 14th spend with someone special. But last Valentine's Day was probably the most memorable and forgettable as well. Shal and I went to Tagaytay to spend some quality time together and have dinner there. It was forgettable because of the flat tire I encountered while we were on our way there but it was one of the best as it was the night I proposed marriage to her as well. From there on, it was downward spiral, no I'm just kidding, it became one of the best decisions I ever made in my life. Well this time around, we won't be doing anything much out of the ordinary but rather just exchange gifts and stuff as we, or should I say "I" am running on a very tight budget this time of the year. Plus, the fact that we both see each day as a special day for both of us, especially when we see each other. So we really don't see Valentines Day that much as a special day or something out of the ordinary at all because everyday is Valentine's Day for both of us, and that is what matters most. Spread the love, all day, everyday! Peace out!

Sunday Night Basketball

Its Sunday Night Ballin' time once again in the Djakarta basketball court near our village. Me, my neighbors and some people at pointblank play from 8 P.M. to 1030 P.M. every sunday night. I also go the chance to play my new kicks for the first time, and man oh man, I love this new kicks that I'm wearing! They feel so light and the cushioning is just perfect for me. I didn't get tired at all playing, I swear. I was running all over the court, shooting 3s, jump shots, lay-ups, fast breaks, passing, defense and everything else. Oh, it wasn't just the shoes, it was the chicken I ate probably before playing and my koolaid! Haha! Gotta crash back to bed now, I'm up early, I'm going to drive Shal tomorrow to school! Zzzzzzz.....

Woohoo!

Great! My multiply is up and working again in my computer! For some reason, my DSL won't open any pages from Paypal and Multiply for quite some time now, so I was unable to upload pictures. But now that its working again (Thanks PLDT!), its time to post more pictures again! Check out this link to my Multiply link... Enjoy! http://jayrandshal.multiply.com/

Mall Rats

Today was an almost disappointing day. I planned to get my new basketball kicks and gear today in the mall and planned to use one of my credit cards for that. Before that, I started my day with the usual wake up call from Shal at around 9AM and then I’m off to my pc to check the latest scores and news developing in the N.B.A. 12NN I took my 2 yummy frozen pizza slices out of the ref and heated them and rushed to leave the house because I was already late for my 12:30PM Masjid prayer session that I rarely miss. After praying I went straight to Festival mall in Alabang and went around looking for the shoes I was looking for. I got so confused in picking on what to buy the other day that I was trying to buy them kicks that I decided to give my buddy Ralph a call and have him head over to the mall with me and decide on what shoes to get. 2:30PM and I met up with him in Nike Park with a surprise guest, kidding, Jam. Ralph saw him somewhere driving in the Alabang area and they both went together. But Jam had more work to do for that day so he had to leave right away. So me and Ralph were roaming around the mall looking for the shoes I wanted, and ended up thinking of buying the latest Nike Tony Parker Shoes. At first, I went to some store and was about to pay for them including some shorts I got, but then my card wasn’t working for some unknown reason. It always states that I should call the bank or something like that. We went to three ATM machines to do a cash advance and still the same result. I always use that lone credit card to do all my shopping transactions and now it won’t work! I was so pissed that with all that roaming around and stuff we decided to eat first and take a breather. So we went back to Nike Park and I did the unthinkable, I used my second credit card for the first time. Yes, that poor virgin card, swiped for the first time by a sales lady (sounds really familiar, eh?), but on the bright side, I got my new shoes, or how Shal calls it, “Syooos!” a new pair of white Nike basketball shorts and two new DRI-FIT headbands, White and Black! We then went on to the mobile phone repair shop and have Ralph’s battle weary SE T610 fixed and give a spanking brand new look. While waiting for his phone to get finished, I sent a text message to my old HS buddy Eka who is here now in the Philippines for vacation until May and ask her where she was because we were supposed to hang out tonight at the Porch in BF Homes, and what a coincidence, she was also there in Festival mall. So we met up with her for a while and talked for like 15 minutes while she was waiting for her relatives to arrive. I haven’t seen her for a long time, like 6 or 8 years already, I lost count, but HS friends have a way of getting in touch one way or another, so it was good to see a familiar face again from my HS days. So after meeting up with Eka, me and Ralph were really tired with all the mall walking we did the whole afternoon and didn’t have much dough left in our pockets so we went to “Bill’s” and ate dinner. Sounds classy, but it’s really just a “carinderia” or a small canteen near our village that’s open 24 hours. After eating, I dropped off Ralph at Pointblank because he and my other neighbors are going out that night and are off to Tagaytay to have a few drinks (lucky bastards!) and me, well I went home. There’s still tomorrow you know so I’d rather take the night off and just go out on a Saturday night instead. Almost a frustrating day but turned out to be just fine, looks like my days are just getting better and better. Peace out from the durtee one.

I told you... I told you so!

Once again, I told you so just don’t quite say it all for you. Hard-headed, thick faced ugly cam whore people who never fail to take portraits of themselves with their new 1.3MP or 2MP camera phones who think they're the winner of the "Boy next door" or "Ms. Pin-up cover girl", this one is for you. Never post what you think is your best but truly your worst picture on your MAIN profiles if that is the best that you can do to piss someone's day off, make a person throw up coffee on their LCD screen or just give them the jaw dropping look, or better yet give them insomnia for the next week or so. A big no-no. Whatever it is that you post, and I quote, "This is not a good look for you... Trust me." See what happens... Just take a look and read the post comments. Oh and by the way, if you're any of these folks in myspace... two words, Vicky Belo. Or better yet, start to find a new island to live on together and reproduce. Wow, that was too harsh boy. I take it back, not! Peace out... http://www.man-blog.com/features/myspace-patrol-episode-2

Ding! What A Day!

Wow! What a day it was today. I woke up today at around 5 A.M. to go to an interview with an operations manager in Makati City. I was at the RCBC building at around 7 A.M., had some breakfast and went on with my brain being messed and screwed up, I mean the interview. Man, was this one of the toughest job interviews I ever had. This guy really made my brain work and toasted me! I mean he had questions like it came out of nowhere, and every time I answer him back with a series of good explanations, He just gives me this blank stare and writes everything down. After the interview, he said he'd give me a call back. I'll be surprised if I even get the job. I was so pissed at myself and so dumbfounded on what had just taken place, I was so much in a mess that I took a long walk down the Ayala Ave. walkway going towards Greenbelt (That was how long I didn’t know I was already walking from H.V. De La Costa St.!), I didn't notice how long I was already walking. To top it all, it rained heavily while I was walking. It was already 8:45 A.M. and I was supposed to meet Shal at Wella Institute to accompany her at school, but she wasn't there yet so I just waited for her to arrive at the building. When I checked my ankles, I had blisters on both my ankles, and boy did it hurt! I accompanied Shal and her 2 models, Aie and Gayle there the whole day and after her class, me and Shal went to Greenbelt 3 to eat at NSG and watch a movie "Fun with Dick and Jane". We didn't get to finish the movie because her mom was already there waiting for us in the car. The movie was so funny but it was really cut short. We both got tired and slept on our way home. But then, just when I thought that my day would become any worse than my morning was (even if I had fun at the same time just by being with Shal afterwards)... An idea just popped up in my head and I immediately called my friend to discuss matters. What was it? Well, I'd have to kill you if I told you. A clue would be that it would make my pockets a whole lot deeper than you already know. Check back soon! Kapeesh!

"A Ground Grappling Primer" by Lawrence Eng

Some of these are simple and self-explanatory. Some of them you won't understand without
an explanation. The items are in the order I thought of them. Feel free to modify as
necessary--what works for me may not work for you and vice versa.

Here Is The Link: http://www.cjas.org/~leng/primer.txt

Funny and Odd Facts

All of the clocks in the movie Pulp Fiction are stuck on 4:20.

Canada is an Indian word meaning "Big Village".

All 50 states are listed across the top of the Lincoln Memorial on the
back of the $5 bill.

Almonds are members of the peach family.

The symbol on the "pound" key (#) is called an octothorpe.

The maximum weight for a golf ball is 1.62 oz.

Charlie Brown's father was a barber.

Nutmeg is extremely poisonous if injected intravenously

Of the six men who made up the Three Stooges, three of them were real brothers (Moe, Curly and Shemp.)

Ingrown toenails are hereditary.

In Mel Brooks' 'Silent Movie,' mime Marcel Marceau is the only person who has a speaking role.

Pulp Fiction cost $8 million to make - $5 million going to actor's salaries.

A full seven percent of the entire Irish barley crop goes to the production of Guinness beer.

Los Angeles's full name is "El Pueblo de Nuestra Senora la Reina de los Angeles de Porciuncula" and can be abbreviated to 3.63% of its size, "L.A."

A cat has 32 muscles in each ear

An ostrich's eye is bigger than it's brain.

Tigers have striped skin, not just striped fur.

Deborah Winger did the voice of E.T.

In most advertisements, including newspapers, the time displayed on watch is 10:10.

Alfred Hitchcock didn't have a belly button. It was eliminated when he was sewn up after surgery.

Donald Duck's middle name is Fauntleroy.

Al Capone's business card said he was a used furniture dealer.

The muzzle of a lion is like a fingerprint - no two lions have the same pattern of whiskers.

Betsy Ross was born with a fully formed set of teeth.

The only real person to be a Pez head was Betsy Ross.

Bob Dylan's real name is Robert Zimmerman.

A pregnant goldfish is called a twit.

When the University of Nebraska Cornhuskers play football at home, the stadium becomes the state's third largest city.

Dueling is legal in Paraguay as long as both parties are registered blood donors.

The characters Bert and Ernie on Sesame Street were named after Bert the cop and Ernie the taxi driver in Frank Capra's "Its A Wonderful Life"

A dragonfly has a lifespan of 24 hours.

A goldfish has a memory span of three seconds.

A quarter has 119 grooves around the edge.

A dime has 118 ridges around the edge.

The plastic things on the end of shoelaces are called aglets.

It was discovered on a space mission that a frog can throw up. The
frog throws up it's stomach first, so the stomach is dangling out of it's
mouth. Then the frog uses it's forearms to dig out all of the stomach's
contents and then swallows the stomach back down again.

Bingo is the name of the dog on the Cracker Jack box.

Charles de Gaulle's final words were, "It hurts."

ABBA got their name by taking the first letter from each of their first names (Agnetha, Bjorn, Benny, Anni-frid.)

The Beatles song "Dear Prudence" was written about Mia Farrow's sister, Prudence, when she wouldn't come out and play with Mia and the Beatles at a religious retreat in India.

Cranberries are sorted for ripeness by bouncing them; a fully ripened cranberry can be dribbled like a basketball.

The giant squid has the largest eyes in the world.

Who's that playing the piano on the "Mad About You" theme? It's Paul Reiser himself..

Kelsey Grammar sings and plays the piano for the theme song of
Fraiser.

The male gypsy moth can "smell" the virgin female gypsy moth from 1.8
miles away.

In England, the Speaker of the House is not allowed to speak.

The letters KGB stand for Komitet Gosudarstvennoy Bezopasnosti.

Alexander the Great was an epileptic.

The name for Oz in the "Wizard of Oz" was thought up when the creator, Frank Baum, looked at his filing cabinet and saw A-N, and O-Z, hence "Oz."

The microwave was invented after a researcher walked by a radar tube and a chocolate bar melted in his pocket.

A donkey will sink in quicksand but a mule won't.

Mr. Rogers is an ordained minister.

Hugh "Ward Cleaver" Beaumont was an ordained minister.

John Lennon's first girlfriend was named Thelma Pickles.

The average person falls asleep in seven minutes.

The average garden variety caterpillar has 248 muscles in its head.

Certain frogs can be frozen solid then thawed, and continue living.

Dartboards are made out of horsehairs.

There are 336 dimples on a regulation golf ball.

Napoleon constructed his battle plans in a sandbox.

Virgina Woolf wrote all her books standing.

To "testify" was based on men in the Roman court swearing to a statement made by swearing on their testicles.

The only planet without a ring is earth.

Wayne's World was filmed in two weeks.

A group of unicorns is called a blessing.

New World Record Holder

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"Wow, he just beats my old standing record by 2 ejaculations. Congratulations man. Cheers to KY Jelly & Tera Patrick!"

Rape: Most & least popular time

Most popular time:
Various researchers have found that rape is more likely to occur in the warmer months of the year. Amir found that the number of forcible rapes in the U.S. tended to increase during the hot summer months. Summer was also noted as the time when multiple rapes are most likely to occur. Uniform Crime Reports also show a higher incidence of rape in the warmer spring and summer months. A study of rape in Denmark - by Svalastoga, covering 1946-56- reached similar conclusions.

Least popular time:
You are least likely to be raped around the December/January period, according to the various studies cited in H. M. McDonald's "Rape Offenders And Their Victims". This doesn't mean you won't be raped as part of the Christmas festivities, just that it is less likely than on an equally festive occasion in the middle of the summer. Efforts have been made to draw conclusions about a correlation between revealed sexual behaviour (rape being one type) and the biological tide at any season of the year. Such ideas are not all that successful.

Which Trainspotting Character Are You?

Which Trainspotting Character Are You?

Some Words of Wisdom

Some Words of Wisdom

I am a strong believer in luck, and I find the harder I work the more I have of it. — Benjamin Franklin
Adversity reveals genius; prosperity conceals it. — Horace
If you want to increase your success rate, double your failure rate. — Thomas Watson
A lot of fellows nowadays have a B.A., M.D., or Ph.D. Unfortunately, they don’t have a J.O.B. — Fats Domino
I’ve never seen a monument erected to a pessimist. — Paul Harvey
You’ve got to get to the stage in life where going for it is more important than winning or losing. — Arthur Ashe
Whenever I see an old lady slip and fall on a wet sidewalk, my first instinct is to laugh. But then I think, what if I was an ant, and she fell on me. Then it wouldn’t seem quite so funny. — Jack Handey
Realize that if you have time to whine and complain about something, you have the time to do something about it. — Anthony J. D’Angelo
Money doesn’t make you happy. I now have $50 million, but I was just as happy when I had $48 million. —Arnold Shwarzenegger
You win some, you lose some, you wreck some. — Dale Earnhardt
People often say that motivation doesn’t last. Well, neither does bathing — that’s why we recommend it daily. — Zig Ziglar
Always remember that I have taken more out of alcohol than alcohol has taken out of me. — Winston Churchill

About Me:

First of all, it’s important to know that I never take myself too seriously. I cherish my friends, but I don’t like to bother with uptight, , high maintenance, loud (to some degree), angry drunks or emotional $%*&wits.

I have something that my friends call a “Peter Pan complex.” (I don’t want to grow up, that’s why I look this young at my age.) I try to never burn bridges. I love, love, love to see new places and I do appreciate where I’ve been, came from or my roots. I sometimes get star struck. I have never entered a chat room.

I just finished reading The Da Vinci Code: A Novel by Dan Brown and, even though I’m still waiting for the movie to come out, I liked it a lot. My Secret love are books by Dean Koontz. I once slept with my lights on for three days after reading The Taking.

I love watching movies espacially with Shal. I love to shoot some hoops with my neighbors near my place. I have a cat that I forgot where I placed him after I removed his leash. He's probably somewhere inside our house. I love waking up early, but I never get up in bed unless its nature that is calling me. I stay in bed late and I sleep like I’m always in war mode. I love to play sports, whether it be contact sports like mixed martial arts (Jiu-jitsu, boxing, wrestling & Muay thai) or non-contact sports like basketball, swimming, billiards, football and baseball. I love to drive fast when the coast is clear, but my car refuses to let me.

I love to dance even If my body is the stiffest of the stiff, I dance and sing like everyone is watching so I cramp up a lot of times but I don’t give a shit. And yes, I get so much pleasure to learn random facts about people from people.

I am rarely afraid to make a complete goof out of myself, and I often do. I pray every Friday 12:30PM-130PM in a small “Masjid” near my house and always pray for all my family, loved ones and friends. I laugh my heart out at almost any jokes, and I joke a lot about myself what I’ve been through (wink wink). I am a loser, a geek and all that, but my friends seem to care less. With real friends, I can be me and not worry about anyone that judges me. I am all that, and then some. Peace.

FAILURE

Go to www.google.com and type in the search box "failure" and then instead of clicking "google search", click "I'm feeling lucky". No comment, but your comments are very welcome.